I woke up and Michael was not next to me. I tried to fix my messy hair, that I no longer felt would stay tame. I walked to the bathroom, taking a towel with me. I soaked in the tub for a fairly long time. I felt amazing, I felt refreshed. I came back and the bedding had been changed and my clothes had been set out. I took a moment to realize... I never ran the water... I just went in. It was probably Michael. He was almost invisible to me. I ran downstairs afterward and a plate of sausage, toast, eggs and cheese lie before me. I ate it, absolutely loving every savory flavor. He really was an amazing cook. I got up and went to the livingroom. I ran back to the kitchen as soon as I heard the water run. Michael stood there, washing the dishes. I looked up at him.

" Good morning. Where have you been?"

" Just around, cleaning" he said, yawning.

" Are you... ok?"

" As good as I'll be." He said shortly.

" What's wrong?" I asked. I knew something was up. I just didn't know what.

" Nothing." He said, shaking his head.

" Than why-"

" Because I thought about everything that happened last night..." He softly bit his lip, looking at the dish he scrubbed." And I realized... You didn't need or want me at all. You only wanted sex." It felt like the room came to a complete standstill.

" But... that's not true." I whispered.

" But it is, isn't it?" He asked. My smile dropped.

" That shouldn't stop me from doing what I was sent here to do though, should it? That doesn't mean I will not be humane. Or kind. I just... know." he whispered, slowly smiling. He smiled and my heart dropped. This was not the reason why... I would have to find a way to prove him wrong.

" Suppose you are right... that all I wanted from you was sex. What would happen than?"

" I think if I were to let anyone play me and get away with it... It might be you." I bit my lip at his harsh words. I would not cry. I was on my own on this one. I left the room. I sat in front of the tv. It was off, though. I closed my eyes. If he truly believed all I wanted was sex... He thought I was promiscuous. A whore. That I just wanted him for pleasure. I didn't. I knew I didn't.

" Wake up, Bella." I heard him whisper. I gave him a sharp glare as I opened my eyes.

" I made you lunch." He whispered.

" Thank you, Michael." I forced. I attempted to eat some lunch. I ate half my bowl before I felt full. He dumped and cleaned my bowl. I left and sat in my room. I couldn't look at him, knowing how he thought of me. I locked my door and screamed. I threw my vase across the room. It shattered painfully across the wall. I held my face in my hands.

" Bella." He called desperately.

" Go!" I yelled. I felt absolutely miserable. Especially from a person whose opinion I valued. He left. I sighed, I would not cry. My tears came so easily. I climbed out the window, taking in the fresh chilled air. I walked down the main trail. Into the forest. I smelled the musky scent of pine trees and the beauty in the dark green leaves. The forest smelled wonderful. I walked deeper in just to see what I would find. I found wild flowers and bushes. I sighed at my complete idiocy. If I wanted to have sex with him, I would look like a hoe. But if he wanted to have sex with me... It would look slightly different. I walked until my bones hurt. I slumped into a man-made arch. I was so tired. I couldn't think anymore...

" Oh... My dearest sister." I heard a soft voice whisper. It was a voice, deep in the darkest pit of my forgotten memories. This was the voice of... of someone I used to know. My eyes slowly fluttered open. The forest seemed an ethereal green. I could smell the air, and I could feel the chill of rain in the air. I looked around. Wondering where the voice had come from, I slowly stood up. I turned until I found a pair of aquamarine eyes. I sucked in a breath. I was trying to pinpoint where I knew him from. I knew we used to be so close. I took a step toward him.

" Do you remember me, sister?" He asked innocently. The forest seemed to be so green and so alive. I was so aware of it.

" I should know you..." I whispered. He nodded. Looking at him was like drowning in a pool of shallow water. I wanted to remember him. Everything around me got darker even greener.

" Are you... My brother?"

" Yes. Do you remember?" He whispered.

" N-noo. But... We were so close..." I whispered. His soft face frowned a little.

" You do not remember." He gathered. His height over me should have intimidated me, but it did not. It was comforting.

" Bella!" A voice called. It was Michael. Our heads snapped in the direction his voice was.

" Is he of any danger to you?" He asked protectively. I thought nothing of it, really.

" No. It's okay. He's my friend." I said, nodding my head. He nodded once and left me. I felt his absence like a hole in me. I dropped to the ground.

" Bella!" He called, closer.

" I'm over here!" I called back. He ran into the small clearing. My back was to him.

" What's wrong, Bella?" He asked, breathless.

" Take me home." I whispered. He nodded. He slung me over his back and he walked me home. I turned my face to the side. I saw him, staring at me. I loved him, and I didn't know why at all. His glowing aquamarine eyes.

" It took me many years to find you. Now that I have found you, I can not let you go." He mouthed the words but it was as if he spoke them out loud or even in my head. I tried it, to mimic it. I thought it as well.

" I love you. I want to remember you. But something stops it." I said. He nodded, sympathetically. I almost wanted to reach out for him. But I would fall. Something wasn't natural about him.

" I really do love you." I called out. My heart was hurting, being away from him.

" I love you too, Bella. I will come to visit you tonight " He whispered. He left. I would be waiting for him. Michael made me dinner and we were both silent. I quickly went to bed after. It was about 8. I was disappointed as he still did not come. I got under my covers and fell asleep.